This is a song about "I ll beat the shit out of your"

I beat the fucking shit out of my dad when i was twelve/

Nigga with too much to say, you might make a fool of yourself

But how do you get the shit beat out of you

My home girl told me i got an issue

But i’ma wait it out i’m bout to see that drought

Yo getting sick of your shit, knock it out,

I spit bullshit out of the aux in your stereo

At times i look in the mirror to boost my fucking ego

And mack maine rap, sing and manage, uhit's young moolah baby

Pull it out, yo heart, the beat, the start you see, every part of me

No one give a damn when they breathe in the least bit

Jump out the fuckin' toilet just to ruin your shit

Bt i ll bring em back...i swear on the testimony

They gon keep on watching, give em something to see